I walk down stairs trying to avoid them.
My plan failed because they clearly saw me.
“What are you doing?” My step mother asked me, staring very rudely.
“Nothing” I said trying to walk to the car.
“ are you dressed… wait a minute” she said standing up from her chair and walking towards me.
“Why aren’t you wearing the dress I bought you?” Dad got up too and looked at me like he was going to explode.
“Uh.. I… thought i could wear my choice clothes to your work party?” I said, my heart pounding I’m trying not to cry.
“No you can’t! Go up stairs and change now!” She said pointing her finger at me.
I wanted to say something, anything! But I can’t or I’ll get slapped, like the Christmas party at our house.
I weared what I wanted and I got slapped at the end up the party, I got slapped so hard I hit my head on the floor.
She’s not my mother.
I said, throwing my self onto the floor and tears dripped down on the side of my cheek, I turned my head to face the mirror.
I looked at my self, I hate myself.
But I felt like I had no choice.
I weared the dress and walked out the door.
The car stopped and just before I could even get out of the car she grabbed my arm.
“You better behave” she said to me with cold eyes. I turned my head and rolled my eyes.
I opened the door, and put my coat on.
It’s freezinggggggggg
I looked at this building, it’s very huge. I think this is a home.
We walked to the entrance of the mansion and there was someone taking names to get into the mansion.
Dad said our names and we walked in.
Wohh I said under my breath.
There was a huge Krystal chandelier in the center and crowds of people sitting in chairs or standing talking to each other.
While a man and a teenage boy (probably the same age as me) walked up to us.
“Mrs. Roberson and Mr welcome to my home” What a weirdo.
“This is my son,prince Jack,”
“Yes, thank you for letting us into your home. This is our daughter Olivia.” She said giving me a dirty look.
I’m not your daughter. And it’s livie.
The man looked at me and looked at his son.
“ why don’t Jack and Olivia hang out together?” He said while dad pushed me forward.
“So, do you go to my school?” He said as he brushed his hair.
“Yeah, your on the football team” I said giving him a dirty look. Which is weird for a Prince.
“Have you seen me play” he stopped me just to say that, like I was interested in what he was saying.
“No, why should I? I have art club at that time sooooo” I said trying to leave.
“ you should watch me play” he sounded desperate.
I started to walk forward and he followed me and I bumped into a person.
“Sorr…” she turned around her eyes stared at mine I blushed.
“It’s fine” she said putting her hand on my shoulder. I blushed, my face turned red.
“What do you want, Jack?!” She said staring at him coldly.
“What? She just was just desperate to know what time is my football practice” he said winking at me.
“What the heck! What the fuck are you talking about! I never wanted to know about your football practice!” I said ,I am so angry at him for assuming I liked him, gross.
He stared at me rudely. But I stared at him back. I grabbed his tie and leaned in closer to his ear and said “don’t talk to me for the rest of the night.”
He grabbed his tie and walked away.
“My name is Mary, short for Marygold” she said, pushing her hair back.
“My name is Olivia but you can call me livie” I said blushing hard, my face looked like a ripe She grabbed my hand and said “come on livie, I have a place we can go” I blushed because no one ever called me by my nick name.
She lead me to a garden that had a water fountain with lights in it.
We sat down at the fountain and threw rocks in it, for a wish that Mary said people do in this fountain.
“So, what are your pronouns?, I go by she her”
“ my pronouns are she they” I said blushing.
“Do you like to draw?” Mary said leaning in closer.
“Y-yes” I said leaning in, our noses touched.
“Me too” Mary said raising her hand and her hand reached my face. She touched my lips softly.
I blushed.
She leaned her lips closer to mine, her other hand touched my waist.
“Do you like….”
“Hey!” Someone yelled.
Mary shot up and grabbed my hand.
“Let’s go quick!” Mary whispered.
I got up and we ran inside.
The speech had already We pushed through the crowd.
“I-I have to be on stage” Mary said taking a crown from a bodyguard as she walked up the stage.
MARY IS A PRINCESS!?
“ Olivia come here” my step mother said grabbing my arm and squeezing it hard.
“Yo-your hurting me” I said holding my breath so I won’t cry.
As she lead me outside, I turned my head and smiled, looked at Mary. I’ll see you soon princess Mary.
We were hidden from the mansion.
She raised her hand and slapped me.
I fell to the floor, tears rolling down my cheeks. The tears Stinging my cheek.
I raised my hand and touched my cheek, IT WAS BLEEDING.
My eyes widened, blood dripping down instead of tears.
Dripping down my neck.
She stared at me, her hand was bloody.
Her ring scratched me that’s why I’m bleeding.
“ How DARE you disrespect prince Jack!” She said taking off her glove.
I….had….nothing….to say. I was shocked.
She never went this She grabbed my arm and said “let’s go, we’re leaving.”
“Wait!” I screamed, I couldn’t leave without talking to Mary.
“Get in the car!”
Dad came and got in the car, he looked at my face.
“Where did you get that cut?” He asked me.
“She tripped and fell on the side walk” my step mother answered for me.
I felt a sudden sadness that I was never going to see Mary again.
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